public figure

absurd

you always ask what your mistake is. this kind of situation has been happened too often. maybe i’m the one who must be asked for: is there something wrong with me? you said you can’t read mine, so i told you the thing i don’t like. but after that i’ve got no reply from you. you said i often become bad mood and angry. it makes you sad and uncomfortable. you said you don’t wanna limit me, so you told me to find another person who’s good for me. maybe i’m the one who doesn’t good enough for you and always makes you sad. sorry for being that bastard. i love you too much and everything more than the appropriate portion always gives negative impact. am i became a possesive one? geez, it’s damn fucking freak